Twice Emily had pulled his cock from Marsha's bum, once to jack it to full hardness, the other to suck, then jack it again. Charles had fondled her sm...ll breasts and trailed wet kisses across her stomach and the insides of her thighs. Marsha was amazed at how her tight bunghole adjusted to her husband's pistoning prong. ? ? ? ?? ? ? ?When he finally came, shooting an impressive load onto her belly and pubic hair, she was almost disappointed. Emily attacked his cum with gusto and sucked up every. I invited her in and she set up her table and turned up the thermostat to make the room warmer. We sat down and I explained my condition to her and could not help but notice how busty was even though her bra contained her breasts quite well. She had shorts on and had nice legs and small, firm looking behind. She listened intently and then smiled and told me she was quite familiar with my condition and had helped several other clients with pain treatment. She spread a soft sheet and blanket on. It smells divine, and I command her to her knees beside me. I begin to eat, and direct her to kiss and lick my shoes. She attacks my shoes with the true passion of a submissive, and I sigh as I sip my wine. Soft jazz music fills the room as the candles flicker, seemingly in time with the music. Halfway through the meal I allow my sissy servant to slip my shoes off and kiss and lick my feet. She knows that I’m allowing this because her service thus far has pleased me. She covers my feet. I haven't done this for awhile." Knowing about how long it would take to reach his place, we drove for a few minutes, with his hand just resting where I'd placed it. Without his hand moving any higher, his fingers gently started to caress my leg. Then his hand started to slowly slide up my leg. It felt so natural that I didn't want him to stop. But, he did. After his hand stopped moving upward, his fingers started to gently caress me again. Disappointed that he'd stopped, I slid forward in my.